I leave her
the looking through
I leave her
in the far fetched window
Clean liver
right believer baby
You know that he is near
He has set his golden face
Hey, cold shoulder
Hey bread winner
Wishful in my ear
Hackamore whistler
cold shoulder
In the far fetched window

High above the praises of the people
High above the praises of the people
Unapproachable light!
Unapproachable light!
Come here!
Come here!